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It was Memorial Day weekend, the very last day of the exhibit, but I was determined to make my way to A New Republic; I’d been promising myself since February that I would see it. It was hot. I stickily walked down from my apartment to the Brooklyn Museum with my camera strapped tightly over one shoulder. I didn’t really know what it was about, but I knew it was “really good”, in that way that your friends tell you when they want you to see it for yourself. I wasn’t quite prepared. Continue reading →